"Can I see if we have any mail, Mom?"
"Sure, honey."
(Front door opens and closes.)
"Oooooh! Mom, look what was out on our front porch! Can we keep her?!"
"Where do you think she came from?"
"Her parents are probably too poor to buy food for her and want us to take care of her."
"H..."
"Oh, Mooooom! Feel her! She's so cold! Her parents probably didn't have any heat either."
"W.."
"I'm warm so I could warm her with my body!"
"Th..."
"What should we call her?"
"W.."
"I know! Let's call her Theresa. That's a pretty name. Can we call her Theresa, Mom? Mom? Moooooom!! Are you listening to me?"
"Just a second, honey. Mommy's feeling a little dizzy."
6 comments:
What a sweetheart!! I am SO glad to see some of these stories from your everyday life. You are hearby forgiven of all non-communicating guilt. LY!
She is so dang cute!! She cracks me up!! So, where did she get all that long blonde hair? WOW!! So, what did you end up naming the baby again?? ha ha ha
It's worth learning to do this to receive absolution, Mel! ILY!
You are making my days! I love hearing the little hilarities of your day. Now I just need some good Jaffa laughs!
ROFLOL!! What a snoochie!!
I guess the final word ended up being "HA HA TO YOU, MOMMY!"
Hey you. Post some Christmas stories and photos!
We all wish we were celebrating with you this year - - Merry Christmas!
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